Sophie's dream
Sophie just loved books. All her life she had been interested in
books, devouring them at every opportunity. Her mother would
tell everyone, proudly, that she could never remember a time
when Sophie didn't have her head in a book. She loved imagining
herself as the heroes and heroines. She loved lying on her bed
totally oblivious to time and place. She could be anywhere in
the world. Some would say Sophie lived in a fantasy world but
for her it was a special place. A place you entered the moment
you walked into a book store or library and started to look at
the shelves.
Her dream was to write like her heroes and create, gripping and
powerful stories. Sophie often dreamt of people queuing up to
buy her work.
Needless to say, she progressed easily through school and
followed her parent's advice and went to University to study
English.
Then it happened. She fell in love. She fell in love with song
writing. She just loved to write lyrics. She naturally created
her own rhythm patterns that touched the heart of people who
heard them.
She also found Tony a gifted musician who composed the music to
fit her lyrics. Together they could transport the listener to
their world. They were a good team.
But when Sophie told her parents that she had decided to write
music with Tony rather than teach English. Well: the world fell
in.
Sophie's mother and father just hit the roof. After all the
sacrifices they had made for her. After all the effort they had
put in to ensure she went to University. After all the money
that had been spent on her education and all she wanted to do
was....write songs!
Did she have any idea how many failed. What was the point of a
good education if it was all going to be thrown away writing pop
songs? What was the point? Surely there was something else she
could do? Surely there was another career she could follow?
Something more suited to her background. Whatever happened to
the thought of her writing books?
But Sophie had found a new dream. The dream of being: a
successful song writer. Nothing could replace the feeling she
got when she handed the finished song to Tony. Nothing replaced
the feeling she got when she heard her words being sung by Tony
and his group. Nothing replaced the feeling she got when she
heard people singing her lyrics.
She wanted to keep pushing her talent. She was proud of what she
had achieved but knew she was capable of more. She knew this was
just an extension of her original dream. The dream she had in
her bedroom all those years ago was just the start not the end.
The dream was the vehicle for further discovery. She knew she
had found her true calling. She felt so alive, so comfortable,
so in tune with herself. But they couldn't, or didn't want to,
see it.
Sophie had the courage to follow her passion. She had worked out
that there is more to education than setting yourself up for a
career.
For Sophie, university had done its job. It had enabled her to
find out what she was passionate about. It had given her the
platform for her life. She has found out that passion matters.
She has found out that she is happiest following her heart. She
has found her niche.
What about you?
Graham and Julie www.desktop-meditation.com